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The breeze\r\nnow freshened; the sea began to swell.\r\n\r\n“The birds!—the birds!” cried Tashtego.\r\n\r\nIn long Indian file, as when herons take wing, the white birds were now\r\nall flying towards Ahab’s boat; and when within a few yards began\r\nfluttering over the water there, wheeling round and round, with joyous,\r\nexpectant cries. Their vision was keener than man’s; Ahab could\r\ndiscover no sign in the sea. But suddenly as he peered down and down\r\ninto its depths, he profoundly saw a white living spot no bigger than a\r\nwhite weasel, with wonderful celerity uprising, and magnifying as it\r\nrose, till it turned, and then there were plainly revealed two long\r\ncrooked rows of white, glistening teeth, floating up from the\r\nundiscoverable bottom. It was Moby Dick’s open mouth and scrolled jaw;\r\nhis vast, shadowed bulk still half blending with the blue of the sea.\r\nThe glittering mouth yawned beneath the boat like an open-doored marble\r\ntomb; and giving one sidelong sweep with his steering oar, Ahab whirled\r\nthe craft aside from this tremendous apparition. Then, calling upon\r\nFedallah to change places with him, went forward to the bows, and\r\nseizing Perth’s harpoon, commanded his crew to grasp their oars and\r\nstand by to stern.\r\n\r\nNow, by reason of this timely spinning round the boat upon its axis,\r\nits bow, by anticipation, was made to face the whale’s head while yet\r\nunder water. But as if perceiving this stratagem, Moby Dick, with that\r\nmalicious intelligence ascribed to him, sidelingly transplanted\r\nhimself, as it were, in an instant, shooting his pleated head\r\nlengthwise beneath the boat.\r\n\r\nThrough and through; through every plank and each rib, it thrilled for\r\nan instant, the whale obliquely lying on his back, in the manner of a\r\nbiting shark, slowly and feelingly taking its bows full within his\r\nmouth, so that the long, narrow, scrolled lower jaw curled high up into\r\nthe open air, and one of the teeth caught in a row-lock. The bluish\r\npearl-white of the inside of the jaw was within six inches of Ahab’s\r\nhead, and reached higher than that. In this attitude the White Whale\r\nnow shook the slight cedar as a mildly cruel cat her mouse. With\r\nunastonished eyes Fedallah gazed, and crossed his arms; but the\r\ntiger-yellow crew were tumbling over each other’s heads to gain the\r\nuttermost stern.\r\n\r\nAnd now, while both elastic gunwales were springing in and out, as the\r\nwhale dallied with the doomed craft in this devilish way; and from his\r\nbody being submerged beneath the boat, he could not be darted at from\r\nthe bows, for the bows were almost inside of him, as it were; and while\r\nthe other boats involuntarily paused, as before a quick crisis\r\nimpossible to withstand, then it was that monomaniac Ahab, furious with\r\nthis tantalizing vicinity of his foe, which placed him all alive and\r\nhelpless in the very jaws he hated; frenzied with all this, he seized\r\nthe long bone with his naked hands, and wildly strove to wrench it from\r\nits gripe. As now he thus vainly strove, the jaw slipped from him; the\r\nfrail gunwales bent in, collapsed, and snapped, as both jaws, like an\r\nenormous shears, sliding further aft, bit the craft completely in\r\ntwain, and locked themselves fast again in the sea, midway between the\r\ntwo floating wrecks. These floated aside, the broken ends drooping, the\r\ncrew at the stern-wreck clinging to the gunwales, and striving to hold\r\nfast to the oars to lash them across.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 4"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KFNR85HWN9BZZ5RJPNHTDQTZ","peer_label":"133","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KFNR85HWN9BZZ5RJPNHTDQTZ","peer_label":"133","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"partOf"},{"peer":"01KFNR81RMVAX2BBMMBW51V97D","peer_label":"Moby Dick; Or, The Whale","peer_type":"novel","predicate":"partOf"},{"peer":"01KFNR0H0Q791Y1SMZWEQ09FGV","peer_label":"Moby Dick","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KFNR8B7H0A41G35R64MMMP0G","peer_label":"Chunk 5","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"},{"peer":"01KFNR8B9PYCCB6E7WTEXXT5YG","peer_label":"Chunk 3","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-23T15:41:06.809Z","ts":"2026-01-23T15:41:18.851Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}